Tissue for you?
Tissue?
Haraguchi?
Max Loan?
The temp agency told me there were no bank jobs.
But you broke up with your boyfriend.
We bought his bike and guitar with my card.
So I'm stuck with the repayment.
You, on the other hand, run a Ginza club.
I can't believe we used to work together.
I haven't moved forward. In fact, I've gone backward.
Call me if you ever feel like it.
Thanks.
Wow.
Thank you.
Thank you, as always.
Thank you.
Mama,
Mr. Kikuchi said to put it on his tab and left again.
It's customer base over cash flow right now,
so I'll talk to him next time.
I'm sorry.
Good night.
Yasujima?
Long time no see.
Good evening.
I had a local issue to deal with.
I was hoping to make it in time.
How about a drink?
Here's to you.
Thank you.
How's the club doing?
We're managing.
You've done well, mama, for one so young.
Just barely.
What about you, Yasujima, and this "local issue"?
The late Dietman's widow plans to run for his office.
I owe both of them a lot, so I'm taking a pass.
I think you should challenge her.
Haven't you long aspired to be a Diet Member?
You told me not to give up, and my dream will come true.
If you believe and don't give up, your dream will come true.
I'm sorry. I shouldn't talk. What do I know?
You made me feel better just by hearing me out.
I can't tell these things to just anybody.
So why tell me?
That's what a Ginza club is all about.
It's a place where you can let it all hang out.
What happens in the Ginza stays in the Ginza.
That's true.
Someday, when I'm elected Member of the Diet,
I'll hold a victory party at this club.
I'll take you for all you're worth then.
Hey, hey.
I had 180,000,000 yen.
Don't think this "youngest mama in the Ginza" bit
is going to guarantee you business. That's naive.
I knew that.
Well, it's sink or swim in this business.
Go back to the basics.
Start making calls, pushing your girls, and hang in there.
Why don't you hire some nonprofessional girls?
Nonprofessionals?
Instead of mature hostesses with high per diems,
scout some nonprofessional girls you can groom.
I get it.
Tissue for you?
Tissue?
How much?
How about dressing up in a schoolgirl uniform for...?
Let go of me.
How about...?
Sorry, she isn't that kind of girl.
Haraguchi?
What the...?
I'll call the police.
Have you got 30 min. to talk?
But I've never done any hostessing.
Anyone can do it if they put their mind to it.
Consider it a temp job to pay off your debt.
A lot of girls are doing the same thing in the Ginza.
Unlike agency temps,
you can make as much as you want,
and talk to patrons who never noticed you before,
as equals.
You find your own way to win over patrons.
You can do it.
I guess I could...
...till I pay off my debt.
Live and learn.
Excuse me.
There she is!
This is Namiko, a new girl.
Pleased to meet you.
Mama?
Yes?
How did you know what I like?
Well, I am the mama.
Come over here. Come, come.
Excuse me.
Not there.
Right here.
How much a bottle?
Shhh.
Congratulations, Namiko, on your recruitment.
Thank you.
Whatever you want.
What will it be?
Well...sea urchin, salmon roe, and tuna for me.
Sea urchin, salmon roe, and tuna coming up.
Sea urchin.
It's my birthday. Can I splurge?
What are you two grinning about?
Nothing.
Go on and eat.
I will.
Mmm.
Good?
Yes.
Thank you for the treat.
Thank you.
Can Namiko take me home?
Huh?
Any problem?
Very well.
Get in there.
See you soon.
Don't you dare turn into a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Don't be silly. That's the whole idea.
Be careful.
Good night, mama.
Good night.
We have three choices:
One, we go straight home.
Two, we stop somewhere for a nightcap.
Three, we rest and think it over.
We rest...?
And what?
Hmm?
And what?
Good morning.
'Morning.
Was everything OK last night?
Yes. He drove me home.
Oh? Good.
Good morning.
I'd like this discoloration removed,
as well as the laugh lines and crows feet,
my face slenderized, and skin whitened.
I see.
What would it cost?
We'll start you with a facial massage,
and our exclusive skin whitening soap,
and see how you do, then have a followup consult.
Will this thing work?
Try it and see if it works,
and continue using it if it does.
Since you registered with us for monitoring, it's free.
Free?
Just remember, you're beautiful just as you are.
But if you want to be even more beautiful,
I'll be happy to discuss it with you.
Yes...please.
Take a deep breath.
Now exhale.
Now inhale.
Now let's go inside the machine.
You're here, Yasujima.
By yourself?
No, I'm meeting someone.
Oh? Who?
The Godfather Part I.
I'm just an old pawnbroker. That's Pawnbroker Part II.
Really?
So much energy.
I'm sorry they're so noisy.
Don't be. I get my power from our young people.
When you get to be my age,
the only way to keep going is to be a power vampire.
But you're still young, Chairman Hasegawa.
So, chairman, what did you want to tell me?
To have a marriage meeting.
Marriage meeting?
To challenge that widow in an election, you'll need
a powerful backer.
She's the daughter of one of Japan's top three
electronics manufacturers.
I'd say its affiliate companies, factories,
and families are good for a block vote of 100,000.
She's 35, lost her husband 3 years ago, no children.
She's a board member in name only,
and more like a housemaid.
Here's what she looks like.
What do you think, mama?
Nice kimono.
Uh-huh.
Election means war. War means strategy.
Or do you have a woman in mind?
No, all I have in mind is winning the election.
Good for you.
I'm going to set this thing up then.
Please.
Good morning.
You forgot to turn off the light sign last night.
I'm sorry.
The bathroom lights, too.
I turned those off.
Turn off all lights. No double flushing toilets.
How many times do I have to tell you?
I'm sorry.
Good morning, sir.
The girls want designer brand office uniforms.
The nurses want pink or blue, instead of
the old fashioned white uniforms.
The color of your uniform won't change your work.
You said so yourself, sir.
Patient care is patient service.
We're the face of the hospital,
the first impression patients get.
The medical director is the face of the hospital.
All right, I'll think about your uniforms.
Thank you, sir.
You're so indulgent with those girls.
How does boiled flatfish sound for tonight?
Fish again?
I'm thinking of your health, dear.
Oww. Go easy on me.
You've gotten into texting?
It's pretty convenient, actually.
Who taught you?
One of your nurses?
Well.
This one?
It was in your suit pocket.
I entertained some people at her Ginza club.
And how is it going?
She's nothing to me.
I meant the proposed site for the new hospital.
Will you be able to secure state land?
I'm meeting an official from the Tax Bureau.
When? As soon as the land's secured,
construction can start.
It's not that simple.
There's still the problem of authorization.
I'm getting state land for free, just about.
Don't let it get cold.
Can't wait to see your face, heart, heart, heart.
There.
Enough already.
I need you, Namiko.
Yes, mama.
Dr. Narabayashi says he'll be back soon.
That's good.
Thank you, mama, for helping me out.
I knew how hard you were trying.
I never realized...
...how simple it was to make money.
Why, mama. Long time no see. How nice of you to come.
This is Vice Chair Toyoshima of Daikei Automobile.
Good evening.
He insisted on seeing the youngest mama in the Ginza.
Thank you. Allow me.
Please.
Yes, many patrons.
That's good.
Here, sir.
I'm sorry, you're supposed to be a patron.
You can just comp me.
This is how you play Strip Jankenpon
Here we go, jankenpon!
Just a peek now.
Just a peek.
That kind of service just downgrades your club.
I'm sorry, but she does bring in business and
she's trying to pay off her own debts.
I'll be back.
Please patronize "Carnet" just as you do "Shokudai."
I will, I will. See you.
Thank you, sir.
Sir?
No patronizing them behind my back now.
I know, I know.
A fight?
So what?
It's a hostess' job to cozy up to patrons.
What's going on here?
Namiko made a move on one of my patrons.
She dated one of mine after work,
carrying on like some shameless slut.
Whatever. I'm out of here.
Hold on.
Move!
Hold on!
Hey!
Let go!
They aren't married to you. They're just bar patrons.
They'd rather be with me than with bimbos like you.
What?
It's an unwritten rule that we lay off of
each other's patrons.
Don't you even know that much?
Right!
Hold on. I'll talk to Namiko.
There's nothing to talk about.
Find my own way to win over patrons.
That's what you said.
Well, this is my way.
How dare you talk to her that way.
We aren't done talking!
Lay off!
Stop it!
Stop it, all of you!
Get the extinguisher!
Stop it!
Calm down, all of you!
Stop crying.
What's the point?
I can't go back to the bar anymore.
There, there.
I hate them. All of them.
There, there.
Who was that?
Who was she?
It wasn't a woman.
Let me see.
You told me I'll be your one and only.
You're No. 1.
I'm serious, Namiko.
Then will you do something for me?
Anything. Tell me.
The number you have dialed is out of range
or not in service...
May I give you the bill?
Yes.
Excuse me.
What are you doing here at this hour?
We're quitting.
We refuse to work with that woman.
Wait. I'll talk to Namiko.
That woman got Dr. Narabayashi to buy her
a condo.
Out of operation for the entire weekend?
What a loss.
Some hostess from hell you hired.
She even got a patron to buy her a condo.
A condo?
Don't you mean a bar?
A bar?
Isn't the Narabayashi Clinic director sponsoring a girl
named Namiko and opening a bar for her?
Huh?
Didn't you know?
It's true he's opening a bar for me.
When?
We just paid the deposit and still have interior work to do,
so we should be opening in about a month.
Where?
Here in the Ginza, of course.
On 8-chome, as a matter of fact.
That's right near my place.
You might say that.
Where, on 8-chome?
Two floors above "Carnet,"
and twice the size.
No way.
You were a Ginza hostess who opened her own club
in the Ginza.
I worked at "Shokudai," on 4-chome.
That's why I opened my club some distance away,
on 8-chome.
What does it matter?
It does matter.
The Ginza has its rules and codes.
Who cares about rules and codes in this business?
Get a man to put out and open a bar for you.
That's what every working Ginza woman dreams of.
What's wrong with that?
I'm going to get to the top my way,
and no one's going to get in my way.
In your case, though,
you didn't need a man to put out for you.
What do you mean?
What did you pull at that bank?
Just before you quit.
That's embezzlement.
If I go public with what I've done,
it'll become a huge scandal for Torin Bank.
I've no intention of returning the 180,000,000 yen.
What did you pull?
Kenji Narabayashi, residing at Motoazabu, Minato Ward.
Owns 8 alias accounts at Torin Bank Setagaya North,
holding 250,000,000 yen in hidden savings.
Here you go.
How does it feel?
Let's have a sun roof put in.
Sun roof?
Can you do it?
Yes, of course.
For how much?
Here's an estimate.
Ohhh.
Yes?
Is this the number of Ichiko Nakaoka?
How do you do? I'm Haraguchi of Club Carnet.
Have we met?
Please take a number.
Huh?
No, this is the first time we've met.
I get that a lot.
The director is putting out for a hostess?
I tell my girls to stay out of our patrons' private
and professional lives.
I'm terribly sorry.
Not that it matters to me.
I'm just the head nurse,
and have no say in the director's private life.
Besides, real men are expected to be womanizers.
In fact, you're in the business of making men
feel like real men.
So a hospital director puts out 100,000 or 200,000 yen
for a Ginza woman.
It wasn't just 100,000 or 200,000 yen.
He bought her a condo.
A condo?
He's even opening a bar for her in the Ginza.
Huh?
He's spent no less than 200,000,000 yen on Namiko.
200,000,000 yen?
Yes.
You're joking.
I'm not joking.
200,000,000 yen?
100,000,000 yen for the deposit.
20-30,000,000 yen for the interior work.
70-80,000,000 yen for the condo.
Well over 200,000,000 yen, maybe.
Are you OK?
Are you sure about all this?
You can see for yourself.
There's the address to Namiko's condo,
and my contact info, as well.
Yes?
No newspapers for me.
Namiko Yamada?
Huh?
I'm Nakaoka from Narabayashi Clinic.
Open this door.
What the...?
Hey...!
What the...?
I'll call the police!
Are you the Dragon Lady?
Dragon Lady?
That stingy old bag of a head nurse,
not so fondly referred to as the Dragon Lady.
Stay away from the hospital director.
Why should I?
The director is a man of status and respect,
with political connections. You're beneath him.
You're the one who's beneath him.
You have the nerve to look down at me.
You don't get it.
He's already cut you off.
Cut me off?
He's tired of you and dumped you.
He's tired of his old jalopy and traded it in for
a shiny new sports car.
Go home and take a look at yourself in the mirror.
Get rid of your own wrinkles before you tell others to.
I think it's beyond hope for you, though.
What's the idea?!
You slut!
I'll call the police!
You slut!
Stop it!
Do you know how much this carpet cost?!
What's it to you? The director paid for it!
You slut!
You stingy old bag!
Ichiko! What are you doing?!
Help me, doctor!
You slut!
Calm down!
How can I?!
I'll draw a bath.
Never mind.
I'll get you tea.
No need.
How much did you spend on that woman?
How much of the money I scrimped and saved for us?
I gave 30 years of my life to you and Narabayashi Clinic.
All to see the construction of our new hospital.
My hospital, you mean.
The present hospital, the one going up,
Narabayashi Clinic. They're all mine.
When we were just a small dermatology clinic,
and you knew nothing about the Internet,
who researched cosmetic surgery websites,
and came up with a fee system?
Who thought of free monitoring, trial pricing,
facial massage, whitening soap and shots?
Who concealed uninsured examination charges,
opened alias bank accounts,
pooled nontaxable funds,
took insult and disrespect from young nurses,
all for a dream we both held fast to,
while you were carrying on with that little bimbo...?!
Let's call it quits.
The new hospital project?
Our relationship.
Who's going to take care of your wife in the hospital?
I'll hire someone.
Take care of hospital financs? Facial massages?
Who's going to take care of you?
Watch your diet and salt intake?
I can always get someone to replace you.
Like that little bimbo? There's no way!
You don't realize how selfish and demanding you are!
Shut up!
I did shut up, for 30 long years...!
For 30 long years, and for what...?!
For 30 long years of a life of comfort,
wanting for nothing.
You should be thanking me.
Are you serious?
That wrinkled old hick face of yours,
those jealous eyes,
that disgusting habit of sniffing my socks!
Everything about you makes me sick!
Something good happen?
Not particularly.
Confess. What happened?
Did you get yourself a fat patron? An Arab oil tycoon?
No such thing.
By the way,
did the dope I got you on Narabayashi Clinic
come to good use?
Why were you checking that hospital out?
I'm sorry for not keeping an eye on her.
I'm just no good with men.
I just have to write off those 30 years as one bad dream.
What will you do now?
I've been a nurse all my life. It's all I know how to do.
But the thought of starting from the bottom at
another hospital, under some young nurse is...
Maybe I'll work as a caregiver.
This is just my opinion,
but you should demand severance pay.
I couldn't.
I'll negotiate with him, on your behalf.
How dare he spend 200,000,000 yen on Namiko
and pay you nothing.
Money made life miserable for my mother.
My gambler father died, leaving her a huge debt.
My mother died, trying to pay off that debt.
We couldn't buy anything we wanted,
or eat anything we wanted. It was a miserable life.
But it taught me the value and power of money.
You had a hard life.
You gave 30 years of your life to that hospital.
You deserve that severance pay and should get it.
So, will you do one thing for me?
Not now. I have a meeting with the interior decorator.
Who's paying the security deposit for the bar,
for the interior work for all of it? Me.
You still have to pay 50,000,000 yen more for
the deposit for me.
I know.
Not now.
Where's the director?
He said he'll be back for his PM appointments.
I came to say good-by and wish him well.
Are you really quitting?
I know you're all laughing with joy inside.
No, we aren't.
I'm clearing out my things, so will you vacuum later?
It was nice working with you all these years.
Well, well.
Thanks.
I have a meeting with the interior decorator.
Is your opening day set?
I'd say in about 3 weeks.
Hope you can open without a hitch.
What do you mean by that?
My floor.
Long time no see, sir.
What a pleasant surprise to get a call from you.
Well, you never come by anymore, director.
I know what you want to say.
Is it about Namiko's bar?
Why right above my bar?
The price just happened to be right.
Sorry for not telling you.
I'll continue to patronize "Carnet,"
so I hope we can still be friends, mama.
Shall we go somewhere to eat?
May I discuss something with you first?
Somewhere private, just the two of us.
Just the two of us?
You're so beautiful.
Thank you.
Women love to hear that, even if it's just flattery.
It isn't just flattery.
All my female patients wish they were born as
beautiful as you, mama.
Women are creatures who pray for eternal beauty.
My job is to cater to that vanity by
at times complimenting them and giving advice.
Fact is, they all just want to be told they're beautiful
just as they are.
I have a medical society meeting this evening,
so I don't have much time.
Namiko won't be happy.
Namiko is Namiko. You're you, mama.
Now, now.
I said I don't have much time.
Well, then, I'll get right to the point.
To the point?
I told you I had something to discuss with you.
I want to ask you for a loan and offer you
something as collateral.
Torin Bank Setagaya North Branch,
Eiichi Kanbara, 24,720,000 yen.
Masakatsu Tsuruta, 28,560,000 yen.
Takumi Inari, 38,430,000 yen.
Masahiko Tsuji, 41,580,000 yen.
What is that?
A few of your alias bank accounts, doctor.
You know. I have many, many more.
Ken Kubota, 16,050,000 yen.
Yohei Fujii, 19,260,000 yen.
At this branch alone, your hidden savings total
some 250,000,000 yen.
How did you get that?
That's not all.
What the...?
It's a ledger kept by Narabayashi Clinic,
apart from the one submitted to the Tax Office.
Of so-called under the table accounts.
What would happen if I turn in that ledger and details of
your secret savings at Torin Bank to the Tax Bureau?
You'll be arrested for tax evasion and be subject to
levy of a sizable penalty.
There goes that state land deal and any hope of
putting up a new hospital. Gone forever.
Are you threatening me?
I'm just asking for a loan,
offering these two books as collateral.
How much?
500,000 yen?
Not 5,000,000 yen!
50,000,000 yen.
Don't get funny!
50,000,000 yen?
Where am I going to get that kind of money?
That security deposit for Namiko's bar.
What?
Don't pay the rest of it and cancel the contract.
You'll get that security deposit back,
and there's your 50,000,000 yen. Easy.
This is extortion. I'll sue you.
Sue me and everything comes out in the open,
your tax evasion and unauthorized drug sales
to say the least.
Your medical license is sure to be revoked.
Come now.
It's money you made off the vanity and insecurities
of unsuspecting women.
Don't blame me.
Blame those women who never exercise or diet,
and think money will make them slim and beautiful.
Those stupid women!
Why shouldn't I make money off them?
You've no idea how hard I studied to become an MD,
and what I went through to open this clinic!
What do you know?!
I have much to learn.
I'll sue you.
I'll take you down with me.
Down to hell with me...!
You leave me no choice.
What are you doing?
Hey!
Who's going to believe a rapist MD
who accuses the woman he raped of extortion?
What kind of woman are you?
I'm just a woman of the Ginza.
When can you come up with the 50,000,000 yen?
When?
Give me a week.
I'll give you 3 days.
You can't very well wire dirty money.
So may I come for it?
I do look forward to your continued support
and guidance.
Your severance pay of 10,000,000 yen.
I have a suggestion.
Why not start your own business with this money?
My own business?
From now on, you live for your own happiness.
What do you mean the whole thing's off?
I can't come up with the money.
Why not?
I can't pay the rent for this condo, either.
So find yourself another place next month.
Pay rent? I thought you bought me this condo.
It's a rental.
What do you mean? What am I supposed to do now?
Blame that woman.
That woman?
Go complain to the mama of "Carnet."
I know we're all feeling down in the slump.
But we have to believe things will get better,
and show our appreciation to each and every patron.
Yes, mama.
Now, let's make this another good day.
Another good day.
Haraguchi!
What did you do to Dr. Narabayashi?
What did you do?